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You jostled your short and messy hair in front of the mirror.
‘Come on Nyoko, you have to look semi-decent for your first day.’
It didn’t help. Along with your messy hair you found the uniform to be very unflattering. It hung on you loosely, accenting zero curves on your body and showing just how skinny you were. Combine that with the short skirt you had to wear, and it made you look like a tall, gangly mess.
‘Damn, I worked so hard to be able to afford this thing and I look like shit in it. That’s just my luck.’
You shook it off and walked to school. Once you opened the door for Class 1-A you were immediately bombarded with how loud the people in your class were.
‘I’m gonna have to deal with this for 3 fucking years…. Great.’
Hoping to avoid the excitment you ducked you head down and walked striaght to your seat to sit down. Your peaceful moment was quickly interrupted by the boy sitting in front of you yelling to a very uptight person by his desk.
‘That hair…. OH SHIT! It’s that guy from before the entrance exam!’
You quickly hunched down hoping he wouldn’t notice you.
‘He’s so loud and annoying! I wanna just tell him to shut his stupid face, but… what would everyone else think?’
You decided to keep to yourself, though every passed second was more aggravating than the last. Right before you were going to snap, a cocoon, no your teacher walked into the room. His appearance was super scruffy, somehow finding a way to be worse than yours.
‘He looks like a fucking hobo.’
He quickly pulled out a gym uniform from his sleeping bag and told us to put them on.
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In the locker room you faced and hid in the corner when you changed. 'Don't want anybody seeing my scars.’
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On the field Aizawa started on about some quirk apprehension test. You didn't really pay attention, being so close to your other classmates in a crowd me you extremely uncomfortable. You continued to shrink down to the ground as people started to move.
“DIEE!!”
It was that damn hothead throwing a softball.
“Shouting die when throwing a softball, Damn he's dumber than I thought.”
Everyone immediately looked you way shook.
“Wait did I say that out loud?”
“Yeah.. And that too!” A bubbly girl replied.
'FUCK.’
You looked down in utter shame and embarrassment, feeling heat rushing to your face. Luckly, Dumbass didn't seem to hear your blunt comment.
“Nyoko Amari.”
“Y-yes sir!”
“It's your turn. You did place second in the exam, we are going in order of placement.”
“Oh okay!”
'Second! I got Second! Oh my God maybe I'm not hopeless!’
Everyone looked at you in awe, actually impressed that you did so well on the entrance exam.
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An Introvert and a Hothead (Katsuki Bakugou x Reader)
Любовные романы****THIS STORY HAS BEEN REWRITTEN UNDER| AntiSocial (Katsuki X Reader) Nyoko Amari dreamed of being a hero. All of her life so far after the age of three was hell, was it so wrong that she wanted to escape? On her journey she found herself co...